A New Year in the eye of the fish

If you read our log about Christmas in the tail of the fish, you’ll be in the know as to why Wellington is referred to as the eye. Wellington is the nation’s pocket-sized capital, but what it lacks in population it makes up for in vibe, culture, diversity and attitude. We flew down with friends from Australia to see in the New Year from Wellington, and to take in a few of the city’s attractions. We lived here for a year during 2006–07 and although we had revisited since, this time we got to introduce others to our favourite city and to see it with new eyes in the process.

Coordinates

Wellington’s central business district includes the intersecting Willis Street and Lambton Quay. The latter hosts the bottom-end hub for the Cable Car, which climbs Kelburn Hill to a terminus at the Botanic Gardens. First turn around for views back over the city, then find a path to start exploring. Also on the grounds is the Space Place, which runs planetarium movies (we can recommend the one on Polynesian voyaging using astronavigation).

Wellington from the Botanic Gardens

New Year’s Eve meant a visit to the City to Sea Bridge on the waterfront, in time for the early (children’s) fireworks at 2130h. Although there was a child in our party, the adults were just as grateful for the early display, launched from a barge on the harbour. While the flashes and bangs were expected, an illuminated sax-playing plant creature caught us all by surprise.

Then it was morning after the night before—as is the case most mornings. Although in this case, Happy New Year! Following an old German tradition the CD CREW shared some sauerkraut on New Year’s Day, thus ensuring wealth and good luck for the incoming year. B felt happy that he got away with a nibble, whereas S was happy that this fermented cabbage is readily available and even regarded as a superfood.

Sauerkraut bites for luck: your mileage may vary!

On New Year’s Day we made the first of several visits to Te Papa Tongarewa, one of the world’s best museums. As elsewhere what is on display does vary, but still present since our previous visit was the outstanding Gallipoli stories exhibit. The larger-than-life dioramas were created with the help of Weta Workshop, famed for their work on the Lord of the Rings films and more. The detail is simply astounding—as is the absurdity of the Gallipoli campaign that led to so much loss of life during the First World War.

Despair on the face of Lt. Col. Percival Fenwick (Gallipoli exhibition, Te Papa, Wellington)

No less despairing is an easily-overlooked display showing how much deforestation has taken place during the course of New Zealand’s brief historic period.

It’s not merely a story of loss at Te Papa though, as there is much to celebrate in what New Zealand still has left and in the uniqueness of its native flora and fauna.

It’s possible to join a free tour of the Beehive, as the Executive Wing of the New Zealand Parliament Buildings is known. These were booked out during our visit, however, so we had to make do with a walk around the grounds.

The Beehive, one of several New Zealand Parliament Buildings

While the history of the Treaty of Waitangi (New Zealand’s founding document) is on display at Te Papa, it is in front of the Beehive where historic grievances are voiced.

Away from politics, and away from the hustle and bustle of the city yet within its urban bounds, Zealandia harks back to a simpler time. This eco-sanctuary is notable for being enclosed by a predator-proof fence, the purpose of which is to protect at-risk birds and reptiles in the valley from human and other mammalian pests. Visitors can view tuatara (see below), listen to tūī song as they overfly the dam (at one point there were only 22 left in Wellington; now they thrive), and observe the antics of the kākā (a boisterous parrot).

It’s a lot to think about, all this war, deforestation, extinction and human grievance. The solution is to visit Oriental Bay, where (on a good day) a stroll along Oriental Parade provides therapeutic people-watching and ice cream-eating opportunities. You may even brave the chilly harbour waters—providing there have been no recent sewage discharges. Yes, in the interest of full disclosure, that is sadly a problem here too.

Oriental Bay Beach, Wellington

After the beach, but hopefully before sunburn, you may need to fill your belly or quench your thirst. Wellington is full of eateries and watering holes. Craft beers, sours and hard seltzers are particularly fashionable. Some breweries will offer “flights” to enable you to try different brews before settling on a favourite. There seem to be no limitations to the flights of fancy names and ingredients. Feijoa and chilli, anyone?

A craft beer flight at Fortune Favours, Wellington

Speaking of choice—or lack thereof—women were given the vote in New Zealand in 1893, 130 years ago. A current exhibition in the Von Kohorn Room of the fascinating Wellington Museum (once the boardroom of the powerful Wellington Harbour Board) opposes the historic pictures of all-male dignitaries with only the silhouettes of female leaders and role-models from all kinds of background and achievements. Furthermore, the obfuscation indicates that even today women’s stories are less visible—certainly not another story of two halves (see above).

Our time (and luck with the weather) had run out, and we left Wellington confident we would return soon. It’s always a pleasure.

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